HR and Security Get Possessed Together

Reggie awkwardly struggled to crawl over top of Kristen, shifting between stroking his cock and crawling up next to Kristen. He soon occupied his mouth with a turgid nipple atop a swollen breast. As he suckled on it momentarily he relished the delightful corruption as it danced across his tongue, seemingly like a long forgotten drink.

Pushing onwards he kissed his way along Kristen's body, relishing the electric delight of her reciprocating. Reggie found himself lost in wonder at the beauty of Kristen's naked form, her gratuituous cleavage, flat toned stomach, her slim flared hips, and the smooth mons he now licked across from his elongating mouth.

Kristen was herself lost in exploring her body with her hands, marveling at the ever nearing cock her eyes remained transfixed on. She felt herself strangely longing for it. Gasping as she felt Reggie's long tongue lapping towards her eager clit she mouthed towards the ever closer 16" cock.

Kristen burned with pleasure, her growing fires of desire stoked by Reggie as he played with her breasts on his quest to taste her snatch. As his cock head was enveloped by Kristen's lips he arched his back clenching her breasts as his cock throbbed with intent to unleash a load.

Black flames surged around them, the fires of the Idol’s realm scorching these souls as their sexual acts formed a bridge between its sexual hell, and their Earthly plane through which their souls would descend allowing the Idol's disciples to ascend into their stead.

Feeling a golden gauntlet forge into existence around his right wrist Reggie gazed in wonder at its Pharoah esque motifs. It contrasted brilliantly against his darkening skin as he dove his face eagerly between Kristen's legs, provoking her to arch her back and scream in pleasured delight fanning the black flames burning around them.

Kristen's climax subsided with the surge of flames, a leather gauntlet with bronze and silver inlays taking form upon her left wrist. It’s leather reached up across her palm enveloping her index and middle fingers. The leather made her arm tingle in pleasure, arousing her forward as she struggled her way further up Reggie's engorged cock as she could swear she felt his face stretching longer between her ever more sensitive thighs, his tongue feeling as if it was delving deeper into her.

As the frenzied 69 continued on the table the first disciple and witness groped each other sensually as they watched. The climaxes paused the two transforming hosts as the resurrecting disciples traits reached out to them and reformed them.

Reggie was looking regal in his matching gold gauntlets and shin plates. There was no mistaking his anthropomorphic form as Kerry stretched out alluringly next to Kristen, looking at the black jackal face taking shape inviting him to move over and fuck her. She brushed the side of his face affectionately, scratching behind his pointed ears as they shifted atop his head.

Reggie ignored her as he continued lapping at Kristen’s juices as the First Disciple spread her legs and positioned to fuck her. The bridge was complete, the time had come to finally fuck these bodies free of their birthrights, leaving them empty for their new claimants.

Reggie mouthed the First Disciples cock relishing the pleasure and taste of running his long tongue across it. Never in his human years had he ever considered sucking a cock before now, but couldn’t resist doing so as it sheathed itself within the pussy he had been eating.

Feeling the ebbs and flows of Kristen sucking his cock as she lost herself in being fucked the moans of The Witness drew his attention once more. Making out with Kerry their tongues intertwined and fueled as Reggie shifted himself over top of Kerry, grinding his cock along her slit, he hungered to insert it only to be pushed away.

As he stroked his glossy stone black cock Kerry rolled over atop of Kristen taking Reggie's place lapping at Kristen’s clit with her demonic tongue as the corrupted head of HR eagerly lapped at her pussy between exclamations of pleasure as the First Disciple continued sawing his cock in and out.

Shifting into position to fuck her once more Reggie paused for a moment to relish the woman sucking on his balls as his cock slipped into Kerry's warm tight pussy smoothly.

As the four fucked with increasing ferocity the black flames enveloped them more. The Witness's midnight blue skin contrasting with the First Disciple's crimson red. As Reggie and Kristen grew closer to the verge of being reborn their skin too contrasted between the dark black and pale white. Kristen's hair splayed out under her, a glossy black as a pendant took form around her neck.

She was no longer Kristen. As the moon white pendant finished taking form, soon shifting to show where they were in the lunar cycle she orgasmed like never before, Kristen's soul was no more. It and the sexual acts of her final moments had given rebirth to Artemis. The goddess of the hunt relishing her first Earthly breaths in millenia as she tasted the juices dripping onto her face from the pussy being fucked above graciously.

Reggie howled in delight at the silver and gold regal Egyptian collar taking form across his chest, the center of which bore the motif of a scale. Anubis paused for a moment staring upwards as he relished the opportunity to defend the after life once more, leniently shifting the scales to send only the best of souls into the Idol's thrall, while burning the rest to empower it.

As the foursome uncoupled the First Disciple looked sternly at the two ancient Gods. “You know your dominions, now go forth.” He commanded gazing at Anubis. “Protect the souls judged worthy of eternal life, and avert alarm.” He nodded as Anubis got off of the table and concealed himself beneath a neat glamour. He could already sense the Idol whispering through the phone lines. His first priority was his security team.

“Artemis, seek a hunting party and take him. Bring back your brother whilst preparing to harness our… Human Resources.” The First Disciple commanded pointing to the Call Centre Department head as Artemis smiled, already thinking of the nymphs and satyrs that once comprised her entourage, and soon would again.